A Pack of Hypocrites

WHERE are the days that we have seen, When PhÅ“bus shone fu’ bright, man, Days when fu’ merry we have been, When every one had right man; Now gloomy clouds do overshade, And spread wide over a’, man, Ill boding comets blaze o’er head, O whirry whigs awa’, man. Now ill appears with face fu’ […]

Is It True That He’s a Traitor?

Montrose, Montrose, you were the rose You gave your life for loyalty But it’s no’ the hour for a rose tae flower Between the kirk and royalty Montrose Father, father, tell me, why do the horsemen ride Why do the troopers look so grim by Jamie Graham’s side Is it true that he’s a traitor, […]